Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1887-07-22
SHE HAD HER WISH.
Little Bixby Was Allowed to Die
for Her Friend.

ats got to be done, fust as well as
last, Car'line!'
Car line, a young and not uncomely
woman, despite her rags and CRIME, an
swered listlessly: well, Jim, | s'pose
it'll hev to be as you say"
She was sitting on the decayed door
sill of an old stone house. Dirt, squalor
and shiftlessness were everywhere APP
parent, and she ana Jim fitted the r en-
vironment perfectly Down in a corner
where a fence once had been was wild
rose-b bush, and close hes de it, with one
OF the da nty flowers in her hand. sat a
dirty, unlovely child Carlin turned
her dull back eyes toward her, and jim.
who was tn ck-set, animal-faced man,
followed her glance.
"She amt a handsome one is she.
Car'lire our little daughter? she good
fur nothin but to eat an git into mis-
oh eff ginerally. Now. it's jist as plain
as day We've got all we can do to take
keer on ourselves an old nanny.
We've got to git out of this shanty old
Samm's is goin to tear il down over
our heads-old rascal he isl an faint
convenient trav ling with baby with
out nursegal."
He laughed at his righteousness. but
was vexed to find Car'line unrespon-
sive.
$50 / u take her to Il big boarding
house whore she'll have good lvin' at
the expense OF rich folks. Come here,
l say!'
The child scrambled TO her feet, fear
manifest in her every motion. She
stumbled over a stone but. though hurt,
p cred herself up without VIII ,mper.
The man caught ard held her roughly
as she came near him, shrinking pitt
fully away from h s grasp.
''See here, Carl ne. they'll tn nix we
ar ke' ess to her. Give us rag an
some wa'er Now you go put her dads
together -
! He dabbled the little so led face w tn
the rag, then wiped it with her rty
dress.
"Now you are clean as button-iust
fit to say goodbye to your NANNY"
He fled her to his shoulder.
''Hant got no buds, .eh? We'll, |
didn't think she'd need Saratoqv
trunk. Say goodbye to her. Carl ne. -
The something that served Car line
for heart felt strange thrill as she
looked up at the frightened face, saw the
pleading, outstretch I'd hands, heard the
'wailing NANNY! mammy!'
BEST set her down, jim; she seems
ter feel bad bout it.
mo, Car'line; here goes to the
boardin' house. Save your ye-drops in
a bottle, Car'linen'
The woman turned shortly and went
into the house. An old crone, seeing
her, looked up and quayered:
What goin' on?'
Jim s took the young one to the
poor-house," answered Car line, sui
lenly.
81 declare, Lady, if you have not cast
your shoe! Whoan' and Violet Fem.
springing from her phaeton, ran back
to pick it up. She returned flushed and
smiling, and took the pretty bay pony
by the bride. .'It's coincidence
Lady, that there is blacksmith Just
here. might as well have it set right
away; but believe you are in collision
with the smith.
There was nothing doing in the little
roadside forge: business was dull, and
the smith sat on log beside collcc-
ton of old wheels, reading a paper He
was thin and undersized, quite unlike
the brawny, ira litional workman. He
looked sharply up at Violet and the
turnout. briskly rising, as if work were
relaxation.
1T won't take long" he said, us he
took Lady from the thills; '.but you
might 60 over to the house and set till
It's done. Here, Pete, come work the
bellowsr'
A sandy-haired boy started up from
covert, AID Violet s.rolled across the
road to the yard, where limpid spring
bubbled b;nt a h grand old oak. A
dipper hung on its trunk, and taking it
down, she drank In rstily 1T is tho
best water | ever tasted" she said, as
she re-hung the dipper. Then she saw
near her a ragged, blre-footed girl who.
leaning on spade, was watching her
in astonishment.
What forlorn. unlovely crea urer'
she thought; then she smiled and Vio-
let's smile was rarely sweet-on her.
"How do you do?' she So d, pleasantly.
allow do you dop" said the child,
solemnly. Air you a-visit.n'P"